Tuesday, February 17, 2009

It just ain't right...

It just ain't right to get double-teamed when you're supposed to only play man-to-man in Upward.
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It just ain't right to get triple-teamed when you're not supposed to even get double-teamed.
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It just ain't right to score more than half your team's points (again) (for the third time), only to lose.
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It just ain't right that Papaw eats at Wendy's every day, then spends Valentine's Day here after the game.
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It just ain't right that I spent hours working on those stupid Valentine's photos,
only to have the kids scribble a Valentine's card as we're rushing out the door to the game.
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It just ain't right that if I posted Nana's up-close-and-can-see-every-pore-because-she-was-sitting-right-next-to-me photo that she'd disown me, or worse... never watch the kids again.

It just ain't right (or maybe it IS) that I won't let Isaac say "ain't" but I've just used it 7 times. Oh, the privileges that come with adulthood!

2 comments:

ox, nana said...

Sometimes, like today, it's a 'toss-up' as to what I like best ... your comments or the photos!

AIN' T 'no way' we'd ever give up the kids, but I could be tempted to disown you for posting my mug! he he

Robin's Reports said...

Your Maw is funny. Ain't no way I couldn't enjoy that post today.